“Good reason why; he couldn't, not if he tried a thousand years.”
Beatrice knew this was the truth, so she fell back upon dignity.
“We will not discuss that subject, I think.”
“I don't want to, anyway. I know another subject a million times more interesting than Sir Redmond.”
“Indeed!” Beatrice's eyebrows were at their highest. “And what is it, then?”
“You!” Keith caught her hand; his eyes compelled her.
“I think,” said Beatrice, drawing her hand away, “we will not discuss that subject, either.”
“Why?” Keith's eyes continued to woo.
“Because.”
It occurred to Beatrice that an unsophisticated girl might easily think Keith in earnest, with that look in his eyes.